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The bar was bustling with patrons long before the drinking competition was set to start. Plenty of people loved free alcohol, and there was more than plenty to go around. The bar had it all, beer, wine, mead, bourbon, whiskey, if you wanted something to drink, the bar had stocked it for the event. The bartenders had been busy enough with the regular patrons, that things had only just been set up for the competition at hand.

Barrels had been rolled out, and stood in the center of the space with open lids, exposing the brown ale inside. This was to be the main drink for the competition. There was a small table near each barrel that had pint glasses for the competitors to use. There were no chairs within the "arena" provided, as each competitor had to stay standing while drinking, that was the challenge. There were plenty of chairs and tables around the arena, however, as onlookers would be readily cheering and jeering on their favorite competitors.

Anyone who had signed up for the event would be ushered into the arena and given their opponent and assigned barrel, all labeled with numbers. Before doing so, the rules would have been explained to each person by the bartenders. The rules themselves were simple, stay standing while drinking, if you fall over you lose the round. But there were some nuances that would be explained, provided the drunken competitors cared to remember them.

Some people were just here to drink as much as possible, competition be damned. Who are we to deny them? Let the game begin!


Cycle 0


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Rules
  • This is a challenge and is private to only the players signed up for the event. If you wish to RP watching the drinking competition, please make your own separate thread and invite others to join you!
  • All players compete on their own.
  • The max word count is 400 words excluding BBcodes.
  • Comms may be created to shit talk with your opponent.
  • Each Cycle will be a self-contained round of drinking. Rules on this are explained on the right.
Setup
  • Your goal is simple, drink as much as you can and prove how hardy you are by staying standing the entire time.
  • You will compete in a drinking test against each other opponent until you are too drunk to stand back up, voluntarily give up, or all other competitors have been knocked out of the competition.
  • Being the last person standing is not necessarily a victory, though it is likely. The competition is to see how much each person can drink, so points will be tallied based on the number of drinks you consume along with victories earned. If you can manage to drink a lot, even if you lose a round or two, you may still come out victorious!
Objective: SKÅL!

Mechanics
Each Cycle will be a round against your opponent, and you will each post until a character has fallen over from drinking too much. Once all participants have completed their round of competition, a new one will begin!

Due to the odd number of participants signed up, there will be an NPC competitor. The town drunk: Tipsy Skidshot. I will be posting for her against the remaining odd competitor.

For each post you make, you must drink. Each drink causes a stacking debuff on your character, and it will get exponentially harder for you to stand with each pint you consume. Your DC is 5 for the first check, 15 for the second, 30 for the third, 50 for the fourth, 75 for the fifth, and 95 for each subsequent check where you and your opponent manage to remain standing, out of a d100 roll.

You will earn a point for every drink consumed, and 3 points for remaining standing when your opponent goes down. If you are the last person standing, you will earn a bonus of 10 points!

After each participant has finished their round, the loser must make a check to see if they can even get back up again. Once your character goes down, they must make a d100 check against X DC where X is the number of drinks you have consumed over the entire competition. If you fail, your character cannot continue.

Tipsy is only here to drink, she doesn't want points. If there is an even number of remaining competitors, she will drink on her own and wait for a competitor in need of a partner.

If you have been eliminated, but still wish to RP, then let me know and I will make a Megathread for onlooking the remainder of the competition IC.



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The rowdy place was truly spirit lifting, and all the drink being offered to them? Ronja couldn't help but quickly hop into this competition!

She really needed some time only drinking and drinking until she fainted.

Nearing the table, she tapped her hands excitedly on it until mugs and more mugs were drawn closer, making Ronja's eyes shine for a moment while she licked her lips with verocity.

She only didn't went for it right away because everyone was looking at her, which made her slightly self-conscious. "Having an excuse to drink for free is amazing, isn't it?" Ronja chirped to her 'opponent', holding her mug with both of her hands and taking a couple timid sips before finally turning it to allow the scorching drink to flow into her mouth.

She shuddered softly at the spike or warmth it gave her, even snapping her even more awake as she hummed loudly, especially when all the information of the drink ran through her mind, as her Acquired Taste

"Tasty!" She tapped her feet on the ground, kicking back and forth as she happily finished it with another gulp.

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Critical Success
100

Roll Result
1d100 (100) = 100
SKOL! | Ronja Bubblyfoot | 1969C1


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The frothy pint of beer sat waiting in a stein for the dark haired man as he sidled up to the table, a big shit-eating grin on his face. "Alrighty, hope you can hold your liquor, my friend," the man said snatching up the first of what would surely be many drinks tonight. "Ya mas!" Yugam lifted the tankard up to cheers with his opponent, before bringing it to his lips and starting to chug.

Truth be told, beer was never really Yugam's thing. Nine out of ten times it tasted absolutely vile, but the man had a competitive streak, and let's be honest...if there was an excuse to get absolutely smashed, why wouldn't he take it? With Luth also joining in on the competition-slash-festivities, he had even more reason to do so. Here's to a wild night!

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Roll Result
1d100 (79) = 79
vs DC 5: Success! +1 Point
Skol! | Yugam

 

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The very second Lúthien had caught wind of this event she’d messaged @Yugam about it, knowing that the man would never pass up the chance of a challenge or free drinks. The second person she had messaged was @Ronja, and while she was unsure of how much of a drinker her friend was Lúthien figured it was a fun enough competition that the magia would enjoy it… though she was uncertain if @Fiora would tag along.

The thought of messaging @Lune had occurred to her on the day of the competition, before a glance towards her friend list reminded the blonde that she no longer had the contact available as an option. ... maybe she prefers it that way. Dayeon wasn’t exactly a drinker, but a part of the elf felt she would’ve still enjoyed seeing her friends make fools of themselves as they tried to win this competition.

"You better not lose before we get a chance to face off~" Quiet whispers were accompanied by a playful wink as they’d arrived to the bar, her shoulder bumping softly against the hunter before the blonde moved to her assigned spot. Her first opponent turned out to be the local drunkard, though Lúthien wasn’t sure if this was a blessing or a curse in disguise.

Her pint wasn’t even half full when gasping sounds from those present caught Lúthien’s attention, turning in time to see the brunette polish off her mug in record time. "Damn, way to go Ronja!" She was happy to cheer for her friend, delighted to see the magia had come as a participant—and an opponent—instead of just a spectator in the crowd.

"Alright Tipsy, let’s do this." Her hand wrapped around the handle of her stein, crimson eyes fixed on the Lander before her. She clanked her tankard against theirs, the motion enough to spill some of the foamy head from their cups. "Salud!"

Beers had never been her drink of preference, if given her choice Lúthien would’ve preferred rounds of shots instead, and perhaps it was unsurprising that she didn’t have a lot of experience chugging them either. Despite an initial mishap the elf persevered however, a loud exhale leaving her lips as she slammed the now empty mug onto the table.

One down, and many more to go…!


Chug Chug Chug!
1d100 (16) = 16
❰ Success! ❱
Suck it, Tipsy Skidshot!
DC 5 | Lúthien | SKOL!
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Tipsy was known pretty well around parts as the woman who not only drank all of the bars' stock but also as the woman who got things done, which is one of the many reasons why everyone stayed out of her way as she entered the arena for the competition. A large and bulky woman, not many could match her tolerance for alcohol, but this harvest festival just didn't bring in the ordinary folk. Tipsy was amongst the greats now.

As her first opponent stepped up to the bar, Tipsy had been pregaming for about the past hour. She figured that gave everyone else a fair shot against her, as far as she was concerned. As her opponent greeted her, and toasted to her, Tipsy just grunted in response. But, Tipsy was nothing if not a generally polite woman, despite her intimidating size and nature.

"SKÅL!"



That was all @Luthien got out of Tipsy as the woman drained her first pint in a magnificent show of gulping. She smashed the pint glass onto the ground after it was done. A bartender attempted to chastise her for this, but Tipsy just glared at him, and he shrank away to get her next pint. Once he was gone, she turned a wicked grin to Luthien.

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Roll Result
1d100 (59) = 59 / 5 | SUCCESS!
Drink 1 | Tipsy Skidshot | SKÅL!

 
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A drinking competition wasn't something Vina was often part of, but it was a good way to have some fun in the company of many friends, which was good enough for her. Entering the arena she noted that there weren't any chairs, a clear indicator that this contest was supposed to be serious business where those who couldn't hold their liquor would quickly be revealed as not even the safety of a seat could hide their intoxication.

Only one way to find out~ (She coyly replied to Yugam.) Don't worry about me though: we're here to drink to our heart's content after all!


Looking at the liquid filling the tankard in her hand she tilted her head, then let out a pleased hum. Her tail wagged behind her even before she lifted the tankard, the playful vixen winking at her "opponent" before raising the tankard high.

Skål!


With the traditional Norwegian toast out of the way she put the tankard to her lips and let the rich, sweet liquid slide down into her throat. Knowing better than to slam the drink down in one go she gulped it down at a steady pace, arching her back and tilting her head further and further until there was nothing but remnants of foam left behind in her tankard.

Ah~ (She put the tankard back down and licked her lips.) And here's to a good evening for everybody!


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Roll Result
1d100 (49) = 49 (Success!)
SKOL! | Vina Skysong | 1969C1



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"You," Yugam said, pointing a finger at Vina as she finished up her first drink, "I like. May the one most in need of a AA meeting win." Because anyone who was dumb enough to actually be partaking in this competition probably needed an intervention at this point.

Conveniently, small kegs were placed at the tables for the players to quickly fill up their cups for their next rounds, and so Yugam did just that. The frothy beer went up, almost spilling over the top and onto his hands. "One down, and a whole night ahead of us. I gotta admit, coming back to the game, this is not how I expected to spend the first night back," Yugam said with a laugh.

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Roll Result
1d100 (77) = 77
vs DC 15: Success! +1 Point
Skal! 2 | Yugam


 

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She’d be a liar if she said the woman across from her didn’t intimidate her a bit, Tipsy was a well known fixture around these parts—especially the taverns—but aside from the occasional rumor Lúthien had never interacted with her before today. The grunt that left the woman’s lips was all that Lúthien assumed she would get in response, before the lander gave a proper—and rather energized—cheer of her own right before she drained the pint of beer like it was nothing.

"Damn, think I might’ve drawn the short end of the stick tonight." A light chuckle accompanied her words, before the wicked grin that Tipsy shot her lit up a fire within the depths of those crimson eyes. "I’ll do my best to keep up and learn~"

Who knows, maybe if she was lucky enough one of the gods might grace her with enough fortune to turn the tables around with her opponent… but at the end of the night, win or lose, it’s not like anyone would be mad over the free drinks. "Skål!"


Chug Chug Chug!
1d100 (22) = 22
❰ Success! ❱
DC 15 | Lúthien | SKÅL!
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Drunkness: 2/5


Tipsy was already beginning to be impressed by the fiery eyes that stared back at her. She hoped this one would give her enough of a challenge to get deep into her cups, as she couldn't help but let the wicked grin already plastered on her face get even wider. If nothing else, the girl in front of her was having fun, and that was worth a damn on its own.

The bartender brought Tipsy another mug, a wooden one this time, and Tipsy couldn't help but laugh. She always broke the first mug for a laugh, and then they brought her a wooden one to stop her from doing it again. Didn't stop her from trying sometimes, but it was at least a bit of a deterrent. But she knew if she was determined enough, even wood could be broken. But, it wouldn't be as funny, so she usually didn't.

Without another moment of hesitation, she called out once again, raising her mug...

"SKÅL!"


...before once again downing the mug in as few gulps as possible. The beer went down smoother each time, and Tipsy wiped her chin, her eyes glassy, but full of life yet. But she felt that her opponent might have earned some extra words this time around.

"You going to be all right, little one? You're already starting to look a little green around the gills..."


A boisterous laugh followed her words, as she slammed the wooden mug on the counter, urging the bartender to fill it again.

Rolls


Roll Result
1d100 (68) = 68
DC 15 | Tipsy Skidshot | SKÅL!


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Vina laughed at Yugam's praise, her cheeks a bit redder than usual as the vixen got herself a refill.

Thank you~! I like you as well~ And yes, may the best drinker win!


The beer went down smoothly the first time, and Vina didn't doubt that the second time would be no different. With both of them having refilled their tankards Vina nodded as Yugam professed that this wasn't how he'd imagined his return to the game, her tail wagging leisurely behind her.

It's a good way to catch up though, isn't it? Just taking it easy and having some fun with friends~ We've got the entire night, after all~ It'd be no fun if it was all tension and excitement all the time.


Raising her second drink she repeated the toast before emptying this one as well, even more smoothly than the first one now that she'd gotten into the groove of things.

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SKÅL!
1d100 (58) = 58 (Success!)
DC 15 | Vina Skysong | Round 2



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Drunkness: 3/5



She preferred the fruity cocktails, those that would easily get one plastered if they weren’t careful, or the sharp fire that would linger in her throat from a shot of spirit over beers… and it seemed those tastes had also transcended into the world of TerraSphere. The faint honey notes in the mead made it somewhat palatable, but chugging pint after pint of it was beginning to take a toll on the elven girl.

"T-There…!" The tankard was slammed back onto the table with more force than Lúthien originally intended as she flashed Tipsy the universal ”I’m okay 👌🏽 sign… before said hand quickly flew to cover her mouth as a rather loud burp escaped her lips.

The ranger didn’t need a mirror to know her cheeks and tip of her ears were bright red now, between the copious amounts of alcohol she was downing and her sudden embarrassment they’d never stood a chance, but she soon regained her composure after clearing her throat. "You better not underestimate me Tipsy, that’s three down so far for me~"

Big words for one so slim and who’d been struggling to down the steins in one go every time, but she was still standing and willing to continue. Who knew, perhaps one of the gods would find her amusing enough to grant her enough luck to defeat her opponent… though that would probably come at the cost of a rather bothersome aftermath.


Chug Chug Chug!
1d100 (31) = 31
❰ Success! ❱
DC 30 | Lúthien | SKÅL!
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"Oh, hey."

A familiar voice called out to Luthien as a hand was placed on the elf's shoulder. Lune making an appearance in a tavern at this time of day was a rare sight, indeed. It's like seeing Batman in broad daylight. "A lot of familiar faces here, figured I might join just because."

"Tipsy, right?" The red-haired woman nodded, taking a seat beside the local drunkard. She briefly eyed the tankards of liquor and grabbed herself a full one from a nearby empty table. "Some kind of a drinking game, huh? A mug wouldn't hurt at all."

"Cheers."


Just one small sip, she tasted her lips and tongue for a while, eyes shifting from right to left. Opening her mouth, Lune was going to say something. "Actually not that ba—" Suddenly, her face flushed so red she might be as well a tomato right now, while her body started producing steam while slowly but visibly shrinking in front of the two.

Her head quickly slammed onto the table.

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Roll Result
1d100 (1) = 1
DC 5 | Lune | SKÅL!




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Drunkness: 3/5


Tipsy was amused by the elf in front of her. She let out a boisterous laugh at the burp and the taunt. She was ready to take a swig of the next mug offered to her by the bartender when they got a visitor. Another woman came to join them, seeming to wish to enter the challenge now that it had become underway. Tipsy regarded her with amusement and watched her take the mug that had been left on the table for other competitors. Tipsy wasn't the person running the event, so she wasn't about to tell the girl she couldn't join them. Not that Tipsy cared much about the competition anyway, she just wanted to drink.

What Tipsy didn't expect, however, was for the girl to take one sip of the beer, and suddenly pass out, seeming to visibly get smaller. Tipsy quickly grabbed the girl by the back of the collar, so as to prevent her from getting injured and falling to the ground, and slowly brought her face first to rest on the dirt, boisterously laughing the entire time.

"I wish you the best of luck, little one, should you choose to continue!"


Tipsy managed to spit out between her bouts of laughter. She stood back up to face @Luthien and didn't even offer a toast this time. Instead of just taking the mug and downing it in another show of impressive drinking. But when she smashed the mug down, this was different. She was still laughing, but the laughter was different. It felt hollow between her ears. She had been drinking a lot tonight so far, even before the competition. Had it finally caught up to her?

Before she could think too much more about that, she slid off the counter and lay face-first in the dirt, dust clouding a bit around where she fell.

Rolls


Roll Result
1d100 (28) = 28
Tipsy Skidshot | DC 30 | SKÅL!

 

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The scent of booze reached through her nose. It practically flooded the whole room, no matter where her eye landed, be it the barrels or the chorus of drunkards next to them, alcohol flows as the sole drink for adults. A mortal imitation of Valhalla with it's mead halls.

She needed a break, and thus the competition called to her. The drinks called her more than the challenge itself. Chugging down the first mug was her own personal victory, careful not to let the hood roll behind her. It was her own hand that would do so, right at Ronja's joy reached it's peak to reveal her features to the magia.

"I see, I see. so you were a drunkard all along." She accussed as her hand took the mug back to her lips, tasting only the leftover foam at the bottom of it. "Hope you are up to the challenge, because winner's the designated driver." Fiora slammed the mug back on the table, warmth nestling itself on her stomach once the drink finished it's course, licking her lips clean a moment after. "Pretty good. I thought it was just cheap ale." She can see herself drinking this every day if she had the coin for it.


Roll Result
1d100 (72) = 72

DC 5 | Fiora D'Angelo | SKÅL!


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Score: 2
Drunk: 3/5


"It's a good way to catch up though, isn't it? Just taking it easy and having some fun with friends~" Vina said, Yugam nodding with her. It was indeed. Even friends sometimes needed the help of a little liquor to loosen their tongues, him most of all. He wasn't the type to open up, to anyone. Valeria was the only one who ever got close, and there were things he kept even from her. Some might call him a sketchy bastard for that, if they ever caught on, but they did not and he'd say somethings just did not need to be shared.

"What's been goin' on around here anyways? I've been away for a while," Yugam asked as he began to fill up his pint again. Before the froth had filled even half the glass though, a brutal thud drew the man's attention. There lay Lune, flat on her back. "Uh...do we...help her?" Yugam asked.

Then drinking, his own glass, it was Yugam's turn to join Lune on the ground. He downed the whole thing, and as he did he suddenly became very, very aware of how bad of an idea this all was. His head began to feel light, and his stomach churned. "Oh...I...think I need to sit down." Yugam slumped to the floor with slightly more grace than Lune.

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Roll Result
1d100 (16) = 16
vs DC 30: Fail
Skal! | Yugam

 

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Score: 6
Drunkness: Resetting for Round 2

+3 pts from being the last one standing against @Lune @Tipsy Skidshot



"Mmm?" She’d turned towards the familiar voice just as a hand landed on her shoulder, eyes widened in light surprise to see the korean idol in a tavern of all places. "Hey un—I m-mean, hey Lune…!"

A slip of the tongue was only narrowly avoided as Lúthien remembered that Dayeon had seemingly been keeping her new identity a secret from others, before a familiar head of green caused her to look over at Ronja to discover that Fiora had made an appearance as well. Hah, the gang’s all here.

It was a bittersweet realization given how things had been as of late between some of them, before the unexpected "Cheers." from Lune caused Lúthien to look back at the woman. "Huh, since when do you drink—yeah, that’s what I thought." A light chuckle accompanied the end of her words as she watched her unnie take one sip of the locally brewed mead before her face turned redder than a summer tomato.

Her hand reached out reflectively, narrowly managing to buffer the impact as Lune’s head slammed on the table, before shaking it off lightly after the smaller looking Lune had slumped safely onto the floor beside them. "Pfft, it’ll be interesting to see how far she gets." Her attention turned back to her true opponent for the round, watching as the bulkier woman slammed back another pint with an enviable ease.

"I’ll need some luck too against you—" Her words caught up as she noticed something amiss on the lander, the lightness of her voice shifting to concern as Lúthien tried to grab Tipsy’s attention until the woman suddenly decided to accompany Lune on the ground. "H-hey, you alright Tips—oh."

The sensible side of her was smart enough to reach for some water as both women were tended to by the contest staff, taking a few sips to hydrate before giving a light smile and a shrug towards her boyfriend. "I think she’ll be alright, just needs a minute or two—pffft." She barely managed to contain her laughter as the man downed his third pint, the look on his face similar to the one Tipsy had sported just moments ago, before Lúthien reached for another glass of water and walked over.

She nodded in greetings towards Vina as Lúthien approached, before the cool tankard was pressed against the hunter’s temple. "Here, better get ready for the next round~"

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"Never gonna give up,"

A familiar melody came out of the small girl who was face-down onto the ground, as she slowly but surely pushed away from the dirt and slowly stood up. "Never gonna let you down." Using a considerable amount of lifeforce to heal the alcohol poisoning while growing herself back, a full-sized Lune finally got back to her feet.

"I'm not done yet." The red-headed woman proclaimed as the redness of her face slowly dissipated. Wonder how many years of energy stored within her was wasted for such a trivial thing. Walking to grab another tankard, she gently put it on the table once more, sitting back down.

For no particular reason, she stretched as if this was an olympic or something. "Let's bring on round two, fight."

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Roll Result
1d100 (18) = 18
Get up | Lune | SKÅL!


 

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Not a lot has happened. I think most people took a break after we got through Vintergard, and the Landers are also busy with dealing with the fallout. (She shrugged.) Now that everyone is coming back I'd bet things are going to get fun again~


Like her companion she got another refill as she prepared to show off her amazing (not really) drinking skills once more. However, the arrival of two others distracted her, the playful vixen watching as both @Lune and @Fiora Di Angelo got to drinking with the rest of them.

The sight of Lune almost immediately passing out and even shrinking down made Vina blink, staring at her tankard for a moment to wonder if the alcohol was making her see things. Yugam's words made it clear he also saw it, however, so Vina nodded.

I'll go once... oh, and there goes Tipsy as well...


The infamous drunkard had somehow ended up biting off more than she could chew, joining Lune on the ground. Vina giggled before lifting her tankard.

My turn then~! Skål!


Given her slender figure she expected herself to also go down if someone as sturdy as Tipsy had reached her limit, but even after downing her third drink Vina found herself surprisingly upright. Yugam, however, wasn't as fortunate, and the vixen found herself giggling again as she put her tankard down.

I guess I win? Hold on, I'll get you some water.


Fortunately the organisers were compassionate enough to make sure there was plenty of water available for those who couldn't handle their drink, although from the looks of it not all of it was meant to be drank... those buckets looked like they were there in case someone wanted to take a more straightforward approach. Filling three tankards with water Vina walked back to see @Luthien helping Yugam out, Vina placing another tankard of water in front of the necromancer.

Here's some more water~


With a wink towards the two Vina walked over towards Lune and Tipsy, placing one tankard in front of the pink-haired human.

Before we start round two, this should help~ You recovered really quickly though!


After giving Lune her water Vina knelt down next to Tipsy, gently shaking the drunkard and using some healing magic to help her recover from her own overconfidence.

Tipsy~ Here's some water for you~ You're not done drinking yet, are you~?


Rolls

SKÅL!
1d100 (64) = 64
DC 30 | Vina Skysong



@Yugam
 

Ronja Bubblyfoot

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Ronja blinked surprised when the woman turned out to be @Fiora Di Angelo, but after the initial surprise, her smile couldn't have grown more than that. "Fiora!" She wrapped an arm around her, pulling her to a tight hug while keeping her mug away with her other hand. "You should've told Ronja that you were going to join-" Her voice was chirpy, not really expecting her to appear. Especially knowing that Luthien and Yugam were around.

Having another filled mug, Ronja approached it to her girlfriend's, offering to clank them together. "Come, Ronja is ready to share a drink with you-" She eventually released Fiora. "Just make sure to not exaggerate, hmm?" Ronja adviced.

She giggled, then winked. "This isn't a fairy tale, where you can wake up someone that is in an alcoholic coma with the kiss of their true love." After their mugs clanked together, the magia didn't waste much time to go for another drink, peeking at some of the competitors already faltering against the alcohol.

Rolls


Roll Result
1d100 (92) = 92
DC 15 | Ronja Bubblyfoot | Skal


Total Drinks: 2
 
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Fiora Di Angelo

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Her hand instinctively went down to keep the mug away as she let herself be dragged into a one-armed bear hug she was quick to reciprocate just as tightly. A smile creeped up her lips, Ronja's proving all too contagious for her to keep at bay. "I didn't know you would join either, figured this wasn't the sort of stuff you'd do," She shrugged. Besides, she did came cloaked for two good reasons. "Not mine either, but a drink's a drink, and that's all I want right now."

Adding to that fact, Fiora dropped the mug on the table, large fingers picking up the next for her to gently tap against Ronja's, the sound practically muffled across the scenery. "Same goes to you, love." Eagerness took over as the greenette tried out the next batch, just as fresh as the last, almost snorting the drink out as her girlfriend adviced her against reality and it's not-so-fairy endings.

"No one says I can't try." Fiora smirked, eye scanning through the room to get a better view of the ones standing, and the ones who have fallen in combat for her to point at with her drink. "We'll be fine, I'll tap out before I end like the redhead." To fulfill that promise, she crossed a finger over her chest, chugging down the rest of the mug to conclude with this round. "I'll be sure to catch you if you plan to meet up with the floor, sleeping beauty." She winked, giving a roguish look back to Ronja.

Many faces screamed 'Starcalled' around them. Some were at her blindspot, and others sticking out like sore thumbs, from a silver fox, to the fallen-now-awakened redhead, and finally 'the duo' she expected an inevitable conversation with, given Ronja's ties with them.


Roll Result
1d100 (34) = 34

DC 15 | Fiora Di Angelo | Skal
 
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